Inspiration

I wait to be given to me on a plate and I wait for nothing. Tactical change; I prepare the bait.
I take the tea kettle from the stove, put the flowers in the kettle and place it on the coffee table. I push the table into the belly of the room. It is my special place and I regularly feed it with flowers, today in the kettle.
I’m baiting and waiting. Today might be a good day.

In the depths, in the sea of subconsciousness, ideas begin to appear. A wave of ideas, states, creatures of darkness, smaller and bigger. Bubbles of thought that come to the surface and break into consciousness. And I feel them. They’re mine.
That pleases me. They float around, and maybe close to me there will be a bigger bubble of the unknown.
Maybe I’m lucky today. I feel lucky. Come on, now.

It appears on the surface. I feel it. This bubble of thought is different, it’s a state of mind. I see it; it is in consciousness.
No, don’t go! Don’t push yourself back into the depths of the unknown. Come back to me, back to the bait.
Yes! Eat, swallow, grow a bigger bubble and come to the surface. Come and hang yourself in the hook of the consciousness.
I got you, inspiration.

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